FROM LUCRETIUS. Avia Pieridum peragro loca.-Lib. IV. v. 1. PIERIAN heights, the Muses' trackless haunts And wilds untrodden erst by mortal feet, O'er these I wander, haply there to find New flowers and fountains new; I love to drink Of the pure stream fresh-welling, and to cull A wreath of orient hues and odours rare, Whence never poet yet his chaplet wove. PSALM LXXII. ABRIDGED, AND ADAPTED TO A PARTICULAR TUNE. LORD, to the King thy judgments give, Give to his Son thy righteousness: So shall thy people safely live, So he thy chosen flock shall bless. * By adapted, is here meant, partly, that the accented syllables in the verse coincide with the accented notes of the tune. Great his dominion, large his sway O'er earth and ocean shall extend: Him shall remotest isles obey, Him the wide sea from end to end. War and the battle then shall cease, Then righteous men in favour stand; Peace shall return, a lasting peace; Plenty again shall store the land. While He, with choicest blessings crown'd, Long on his throne shall sit sublime; Honour'd by all the nations round, Honour'd by Kings of every clime. MIDNIGHT DEVOTION. WRITTEN IN THE GREAT STORM, 1822. WHEN the storm's increasing roar, And the blast that rives my door Start the sleepers with affright; While the fierce descending rain And the warring winds of heaven All embattled rush amain On my fragile window driven; |